Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me the Ass

Ha, say who's scientific, 3 C-F (that's my crew)

Yo, on the homey, let me let you know about me
ain't too many people who can talk about me
See frontin' ain't nothin', who they tryin' to
Half of niggas talkin' can't pay for the work
They in my pocket, this flow, can't stop it
Shit, 20 bricks and a team to mop it
Who wanna it?
Get blown out the socket (Hey, gettin' money?)
the topic
Stay true, in it for you
I know you wanna get down, Martinies and
That's a dream, pay attention to the
Follow the rules and we all get cream

Baby if you give me the ass (baby if you me the ass)
Maybe you might see cash (maybe you might see some cash)
If you I'm moving to fash (if you think I'm moving to fash)
We can lace this blunt hash

Pyscho
you from?
Q-Bourgh, harsh and like ma bourgh
new joint (what?)
Give it to you radio style, so can groove
Gotta this move in 9-7
Attack the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain't gettin' no

No doubt, mix the Guinstout, with the 40
Toastin' the majority, bent
With tobacco on the pavement
my beats from the basement, on this one cut
No killer (shhhhh)
That's why we hit you in the head with a you familiar with

Yo shortie rock we can and dine
But in time let me remind, eventually I to be
behind you, mind you
Never the less to refine you
Take you outta def and dumb and you
No game shortie, don't
all math, material things just don't last
So light L and parlay with me
tonight shortie rock you gonna stay with me

Pyscho
Son beat is mad hot, 100 degrees
back the sun roof, catch a breeze
Let out the from the trees, torch our beat
Surrounded by G's
As I count Ben-G's, I clocked off this doin friendly
Kick it to this chick in spicey Wendys
to touch her tada, honey said "Ah-ah"
Turned the Chewbacca, but I was like...

(X2)

Give me the ass baby, me the ass baby, can't live without the ass baby
Give me the ass baby, me the ass, oh give me the ass, baby give me the
ass
Oh me the ass

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